House Around the Corner

Now that I’ve got five posts in the can, I think it’s safe to share the home renovation blog I started. Five is a mark of long term commitment, right? I didn’t want to be one of those people who makes a single post to the effect of “HERE I GO! BLOGGIN’ ON THE INNERNETS!” and then……. nothing ever again. Nothing tra la la. Cuz those people are the worst. They steal all the ideas you had for blog names but can’t have. All those cute, clever ones that work the word “bungalow” into songs like Yellow Submarine and Buffalo Gals. They mock me with their blank screens.

But this blog? This is the real deal: housearoundthecorner.wordpress.com

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Click on over to watch my husband Ben & I tackle lots of beige, lots of painted over hardware, and a bathroom with a view of the basement in our downtown Ferndale, MI 1920’s bungalow.

Before and Afters abound!

Before and Afters abound!

Portfolio Update

Portfolio Update

The domain is the same, but my host is new! I made the switch from painstakingly Dreamweavin’ and FTPin’ my site to relaxin’ and maxin’ with the so-very-easy-to-update Cargo Collective. The look isn’t as custom as I’d like it to be – yet – but I’ll get there. Half of my content (like posters and wedding invitations) has yet to be uploaded, so that’s my priority, but the good news is that portrait commission information (like pricing breakdowns for art and prints) and samples are finally available outside of my Etsy shop.

Have a look-see!

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The Boyfriend App: Free Wallpaper Pattern

The Boyfriend App: A Free Pattern by She Can Lift a Horse

In preparation for the release of her debut YA title, The Boyfriend App (out from HarperCollins at the end of this month), I’ve been helping author Katie Sise spruce up her social media outlets with some Boyfriend App inspired art. One such project included designing a pattern that could be used on her Twitter page, and doubles as a free download; a techy tie-in for readers to decorate their own social media, phones, desktops, and tablets with.

The pattern is composed of illustrations that represent key characters: hunter green Converse for shy, sweet Aidan, the Brad Pitt of computer nerds; designer flats for fashion blogger Lindsay; main protagonist Audrey’s lucky rabbit’s foot; the white glove of Nigit Gurung, coke-bottle-glasses-wearing dork turned Michael Jackson fashion plate. Fun to read, fun to draw.

The Boyfriend App: A Free Pattern by She Can Lift a Horse

Grab a wallpaper for yourself. The tile is available in three sizes; small, medium, and large. To use it on your desktop: right click, select “use image as desktop picture”. (if the image doesn’t tile by default, select “tile” from system preferences). Phone and tablet sizes are also listed. Enjoy! :)

Downloads:

Tiles: small | medium | large
iPad / iPad Mini
iPad Retina
iPhone 5 | iPhone 4 | iPhone

Palette Puzzle

I was just catching up on my RSS feed and reading Design Work Life‘s Design Ranch 2013 coverage (and wishing I was there, like everyone else not in attendance) and was so interested to hear about Anna Bond’s color story workshop. You can read the post for details and photos here, but the gist is this:

Anna works with a palette of only 24 colors. Twenty-four! Despite how cohesive the Rifle product line is, I never would have guessed her palette was so small. In her workshop, participants had to create a palette of only 16 colors, and then choosing from amongst those 16, create three palettes of three colors each, making sure each contained a balance of lights and darks, vibrancy and subtly, and warm and cool colors.

I love working in a limited color palette, but I always create my palettes on a project-by-project, illustration-by-illustration basis. There’s no official Nicole J. Wroblewski color story (though most artists’ have their favorites, consciously or not. I’m always drawn toward pink, for example, though I try to steer myself away from it), but now I’m tempted to make one. Or to try anyway. It sounds tricky, but fun. A color puzzle.

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For more of Anna Bond’s creative industry smarts, check out this interview with The Everygirl.

Teaser

Teaser

Several people have asked me if I’m going to have more Gilmore Girls prints available in my shop and the answer is yes, yes, yes / eventually. I have an endless amount left to do, but I am starting to feel pretty pleased with my geeky efforts thus far. Here’s a bit of a teaser.

Over the last two days, I’ve added several new items to my Etsy shop, including Kitten Aid recipe cards, which I’m most excited about. They’re printed on sturdy matte paper with a different design on each side with room for more than just ingredients and directions. You can check them out here.

I’m also really excited to be offering Chicken Pox as a print for the first time. It started out as a painting in my home and has been redrawn and printed at 11×14 on lovely satin luster paper. I always thought print was the ideal media for it, so I’m glad to have finally gotten to it (however many years later).

Also new are By Daylight / By Moonlight and what I consider to be a really fun ode to fandom in general and Taylor Swift in specific: Swifties. I’m lettin’ my Red flag fly over here and I’m not (entirely) ashamed to admit it.

I’ll post some in-progress shots soon, but in the meantime you can check out the final art in the shop.

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Book Club Book Reviews

At the end of September 2012, my husband and a few of our friends started a small book club. Like most plans conceived while drinking spiked punch around a bonfire, our dream of a unified go at mild intellectual betterment no longer seemed as glowing to all parties come sobriety, and our ranks dropped to three: me, my husband Ben and our pal Jeff. It’s been a lot of fun, talking about books and genres and arguing heatedly about Stephen King and eating homemade pizzas. And since I’m always meaning to be better about blogging and book reviewing, I thought I’d give a rundown of the titles we’ve convened over so far. Links to my (often lengthier) full reviews are available by clicking on the title of each book.

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β˜…β˜…β˜… Book One: Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn : I’d be a bit embarrassed to admit that this was my pick, but group voting was involved, so we’re all culpable even if I did bring it to the table. Snobbery aside, it’s a perfectly entertaining crime drama (says the girl with the distaste for crime drama) with far more discussion points than the average episode of CSI. Told from the alternating perspectives of a husband and wife at odds, Gone Girl releases key information in the disappearance of Amy Dunne and the couple’s turbulent marriage in doses small and well-timed enough to keep you wondering, if not who dunnit? than certainly what next? and how much deeper can Nick Dunne dig his own grave?. Its most obvious and focused theme is marriage, and the question of how well you can ever really known someone, but Flynn rounds the whole thing out with commentary on the state of publishing (both Amy and Nick are out-of-work writers) and loose ties to Tom Sawyer to make it standout from more generic genre fare. Gone Girl takes a strange (and for me, unsatisfying) turn at the end, making it feel more like an open-ended horror story than a closed-cased mystery as the door to their Hannibal, MO home slows closes on a couple that, in the end, really deserves each other. 3 stars from me, though bigger crime/mystery fans will love it, as it’s unending stay on the best seller’s list proves. This might sound like a jab, but I recommend it for in-flight reading. Page-turners are great for bored brains. Not the best fodder for book club discussion, though we managed.


β˜…β˜… Book Two: Daniel Fights a Hurricane by Shane Jones : Now here’s a discussion book! Sure, I hated this book. I just wanted to throw it across the room. But passions, one way or the other, make for lively discussion, and so Daniel Fights a Hurricane proved an enjoyable discussion piece if not a pleasant reading experience. Of course, I don’t think Jones aims to write a pleasurable story here. He doesn’t write a story at all. Daniel is an experience, not a narrative. To read it is to take on the role of a mentally ill, hallucinatory man with a fear of hurricanes, a pipe-building obsession, and a longing for his ex-wife. The experience of madness I can appreciate –– the power of words to transform and transport and all that –– but what I can’t abide is the haphazard execution I’ve oft seen mistaken for poetic language. I was left to wonder if the author’s only objective was to confuse. There are nuggets here though. I have no trouble believing that Jones is an ideaS man, if nothing else. There are delightful elements littered throughout that I can see Jones jotting down excitedly in a notebook. Iamso, the traveling poet cum fortune teller who has the ability to tell you how you feel, is an endearing character and a really comical companion to join you on a quest. I like him very much. But the thing is, Daniel reads like someone at Penguin got hold of that great “IDEAS” notebook and accidentally published it before Jones ever got the chance to write a story. In one word: tedious.


β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… Book Three: A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole : So funny I didn’t even laugh. I was dumbstruck the whole time, and thought about underlining every other sentence. The blurbs on the back of the book, for once, are not hyperbolic endorsements, but truths. The Washington Post calls it “epic comedy”; Newsweek, “astonishingly good, artful high comedy”; The New Republic, “one of the funniest books ever written.” All true. To review is almost futile.

From page one: “Full, pursed lips protruded beneath the bushy black moustache and, at their corners, sank into little folds filled with disapproval and potato chip crumbs.”

You know exactly who Ignatius J. Riley is from paragraph one. You recognize this guy. He’s the nerd with no social graces. The genius with no ambition. The pampered slob, hypocritical elitist, self-involved jerk, blind to his own path of destruction. You love and hate him in equal measure. You can’t help but admire him a bit, for being so unfazed and unapologetic in his quest to serve himself (or just his own appetite), yet he is also the eye of a tornado, carelessly destroying the livelihood and sanity of everyone around him, from his own mother, to his bosses, to casual acquaintances. Even a professor from year’s prior still suffers from his relationship with Ignatius. You’re equally glad this book exists and that you will never actually have to meet this man. The comedy is so artful, the characters and plot so satisfyingly cyclical and connected. It’s a literary Arrested Development, in many ways.


β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… Book Four: Vampires in the Lemon Grove: Stories by Karen Russell : To bother stating, at this point in her career, that Karen Russell writes beautiful, wildly creative, impossibly smart sentences is just redundant. It should be widely accepted fact. I read another review that stated she must arrange her sentences with tweezers, and I loved that visual. I imagine it can’t be too far off from what her actual writing process look like. Not that she makes it seem like work but, rather, that her stories are so expertly crafted and convincingly placed, that you can’t help but acknowledge how researched they are. In Vampires in the Lemon Grove I think she (and surely this is a credit to her editor as well) has not only grown in her story telling, but vastly in her restraint. My only complaint with her excellent novel Swamplandia! was that it was so thick with artful sentences that it felt uncomfortably dense at times. Vampires in the Lemon Grove is equal in its art, and so much more confident in its easiness.

There is an eeriness and poignancy to much of this new collection that lies in wondering how much of each tale is real, imagined, or metaphor. Fear, of vampires, of monstrous women, of the walking dead, or omen birds, or war or missing boys works purely for entertainment, of course, but those fears also speak to feelings of wanting and regret. It is a quietly creepy collection, but a thoughtful one. And there is humor, for sure, and not just in the story about presidents trapped inside the minds of horses (and yes that is the basis for a story.)

Even when I didn’t love a story –– when I thought a setting wasn’t “my thing” –– I was impressed by it. Take the final story, The Graveless Doll of Eric Mutis for example: I didn’t quite get why these kids kept returning to the scarecrow, why Larry was so obsessed with it. Like Larry’s pals, I got tired of checking in on the damn thing after so many visits. But by the end? I’m haunted by its symbolism. My least favorite story taught me that unkindness is its own curse, that we can never undo the bad things we do to each other. Even if our victim moves on, we carry the scars of our own cruelty. My least favorite story was that successful. And my favorites? They made me question eternal love, feel the pain and confusion of losing oneself by imaging myself a monster, a slave, a horse, and scared the begeezus out of me so badly I had to pull back the shower curtain to make sure nothing was going to jump out at me in the middle of the night after reading Proving Up (a story so good even my very discerning husband deemed it “the best American horror story since Sleepy Hollow”). In short: an impressive collection of strange and spooky stories that will convincingly place you in new cities, time periods, even species and you will believe it all because Karen Russell does her homework.

Joy Williams wrote a pretty excellent review for the New York Times Sunday Book review that I recommend. In it, she says “Fiction is by definition unreal, and Russell takes this coldly awesome truth and enjoys fully the rebel freedom it confers.”


And that brings us up to date! Next on the agenda: William Faulkner’s Absalom, Absalom!.